There were two of us

We were young

We didn’t really know each other

Just of each other

Through others

But somehow we knew we were for each other

At some point it became clear

And then it became necessary to test it

And then it became essential

And the knowing was certain

Intuitive

Two became one

It wasn’t part of any plan

To fall in love

I guess that is why it is called falling

You find yourself tumbling head over heels

an uncontrolled free-fall

Preoccupied, whimsical, looking forward to next time.

Wanting next time to never end

Smiling when you are alone

Smiling when together

Just smiling in general

I’m smiling now